The cookie was the size of my palm—the base chocolate with a cake texture, the icing on top in both vanilla and chocolate. When I nibbled off the edge, I quickly learned this wasn’t as sweet as the fudge. But it was rich and decadent, the cookie a heavy flavor despite the consistency being light, and the frosting wasn’t sugary, like I had expected.
“My God,” I groaned. “Does this woman make anything that doesn’t taste like heaven?”
“Now, you understand.”
I took out a piece of my cake, popping some into my mouth. It tasted even better than it had in her store. “I can’t get over this.” I checked out the remaining slices in the box, looking for something dazzling on top—fairy dust, diamonds, anything that would explain where this flavor came from.
But it was just ingredients, baked to perfection.
“How often does Brett come here to see her?”
He swallowed and chewed off some cookie. “All the time, but if it were up to her, he would live here again.”
“Again?”
Jenner explained how Brett’s agency had started in Miami and how he’d opened an office in LA when he started dating James. I could understand the desire to relocate if you were dating a Hollywood star, but having lived in both cities, Miami took precedence, in my opinion.
The taste of South Florida just couldn’t be beat.
And Gloria didn’t have a franchise in LA.
“It’s so nice that you make an effort to see her when you’re here.”
“I didn’t visit her last time, and I felt guilty about it.” He laughed. “And Brett gave me a boatload of shit for not stopping in.”
I took out another piece, moaning through the bite. “You made up for it.”
He stared at me, still. “She got to meet you.”
I didn’t know how to respond, so I said nothing. I just let the words hang in the air, listening to them repeat in my mind.
Feeling them move into my heart.
“What did she say to you?” I set the box on my lap. “You know, when she whispered in your ear?”
His eyelids narrowed, his tongue swiping across his bottom lip. “Why don’t you tell me what she said to you?”
I smiled. He was such a lawyer. “How do you know she told me anything at all?”
A chill moved across my body when he said, “Because I know …”